Gridcosm

Artist matrix

Grid poem

I have an idea,which reminds me of a dream I had last night where this pushy couple came in my apartment saying that I would have to move out in 1 week. Eventually, I was going to get mad, but then I decided it had to be Candid Camera. I laughed and asked "OK, where's Funt?" He was around the corner. Was he tickled by how well the prank had gone. You bet.This was a respect of person lacking, but tire tread tracking,so won't you please run over me? Visiting with a levitating guest who advised that when it comes to canned fish, nothing beats a dish with astar eel kissand ketchup on a broken face plate, can be enlightening as lighting on a road to hell.Wearing a blue-green tie,mr. incognitodominated the conversation.

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